Author: Backpacking Dad

Friday was upon me before I really had a chance to realize how little work I’d done during the week. I was anxious, awake late into the night with a racing heart awake too early in the morning when my daughter would make her presence known, and, if she had a toy within reach, felt….

A mom is running down a sidewalk that lies adjacent to a quiet parking lot. She carries a purse and a small backpack in her hands, flouncing at the ends of her arms. She looks like she was sheveled at some point, but that point is not dis one. She is trailing behind a small…

Emily joked the other day that maybe now there are three choices. We can use our powers for Good, for Evil, or for Social Media. I think mostly I use mine for Social Media. But today I’d like to try to do some good. And it’s something that will cost you nothing, except for a…